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The Game Secrets.
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Ongoing, First published Feb 14, 2018
Mature
Mortes.
 Era o que ela mais via acontecendo em sua cidade, o que lhe causava 
ânsia sempre que via algo acontecer. Sabe aquele formigamento que 
acontece quando você sente um medo enorme ? era o que ela mais 
sentia.
Mentiras.
Ela tinha todo o direito de ser desconfiada não tinha? Já que mentira era 
sempre o que a mesma escutava sempre, confiança ? Ela já nem sabia 
como era sentir isso.
Traições.
Como a garota sofria sempre quando ela demonstrava sua confiança e 
logo depois vinha a traição!!! Traição tem perdão?
Segredos.
Dizem que segredos podem aproximar sempre as pessoas, que segredos
faz com que elas fiquem mais unidas para que aquele segredo não saia 
daquele lugarzinho. Será? Você morre com seus segredos?
Segredos podem até serem bons em certas situações
Mas em outras... Podem ser seus próprios demônios.
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